Didn’t you say you would come back
return to my waiting arms on the last train home
after your restless, gallivanting days were done!
so every night I stood watching the cold bare tracks
never baulking at the wastrels skulking in the shadows
hoping the alcohol hazed promise wouldn’t recede under cracks!
like a mental afterimage that refuses to perish
I remained an incomplete, unfinished neglected poem
waiting endlessly for that final stanza with flourish!
I finally accept I had been deluding myself you were mine
scattering my corroded memories in the wake of the last train,
I take a deep, dispassionate look at the station, one last time.
sigh! of broken promises and expectations…..
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Sigh, indeed…
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Oh, so beautiful and so poignant, Punam!
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Thanks a lot, Chris.
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Always a pleasure š
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A very biting and powerful poem! Ouch.
I love the word “wastrels” š
-David
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Yes, it is a very evocative word. š
Thanks a lot, David.
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The never ending wait, broken promises leave the heart bleeding. Beautiful portrayal of those sentiments Punam!
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Thanks a lot, Radhika.
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Sigh…
Very beautiful, Punam.
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Your sigh says it all… thanks, Bo.
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This is a very moving poem Punam. But what else could we expect from you! Beautifully written. Thanks for joining in
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Sadje, that is such a lovely compliment! Thank you so much, dear. ā¤ļøšš¼
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Youāre always welcome my dear
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I love the image of being a poem waiting to flourish! Lovely!
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I am glad you did! Thanks so much.
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My pleasure.
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Lovely poem. The despair portrayed beautifully.
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Thanks a lot, Usha.
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When the poem speaks for itself… Or the muse recalling the poet had deaf ears?
So many promises lost to unused time that slipped about and vanished in sunsets along the rails. š
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Lol indeed! š
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Ah, what a piece!
” like a mental afterimage that refuses to perish I remained an incomplete, unfinished neglected poem waiting endlessly for that final stanza with flourish! ” Exceptional!
xoxo
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Thanks so much, my dear! ā¤ļøā¤ļø
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What can be more painful than fading hopes for the fulfillment of a false promise? How much kinder to just say goodbye! This beautiful poem evokes that pain so well, Punam! ā¤
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I agree, it is kinder to say goodbye than keep someone dangling! Cheryl, thanks so much! ā¤ļø
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primo bella! This is more resonate with my romances, unkept promises, dire disappointments … well done!
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Oh, my! Life can be such a bummer! Thanks, sis.
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lol left me happily single … just trying to manage my own crazy mind, would never have coped with two!
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Well, if you say so! š
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psst your poem is up!
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Thanks, sis! ā¤ļø
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hope you’re reading the comments, please feel to answer those directly referring to your work š
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I did. ā¤ļøš
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I noticed … hoping you might get some more well deserved followers out of this š
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I have got a few follows thanks to you. ā¤ļø
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yea, I really don’t understand why you haven’t got thousands more with your talent š
maybe a few chapbooks will help spread your talent!
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Ah, how beautifully you capture the essence of a sigh at the end without so much as using the word! Beautiful things come to carry sadness for us after the witness of a false promise . . .
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That’s such a lovely compliment, Jaya! Thanks a lot.
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It is always my pleasure!
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That yearning and the cry – so beautifully put
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Shantanu, so good to see you! š¤
Thanks so much, my friend!
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My absolute pleasure
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A lovely, poem, Punam. “I remained an incomplete, unfinished neglected poem
waiting endlessly for that final stanza with flourish!:” Such anticipation. Beautiful. š
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I appreciate your wonderful words, Jeff. Thanks a lot.
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You’re very welcome, Punam. Is always my pleasure. Have a great day. š
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Poignant one but beautifully penned
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Thanks so much.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thanks so much!
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Always a pleasure to read and share your posts with followers, My Dear ššššš¹š¹āØ
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The what was and time gone by…what tugs at the heart things brings indeed! Captivating Punam my dear! š¤ š šš¹
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You’re welcome! š ā¤ļø š¤š¹
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Ohh..!!!
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The poem touched me with the way you presented the image. Adore your writing style.
Happy and Healthy New Year to You and Your loved ones.
Have to read a lot of your posts. š
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Kritika, thank you so much for your lovely words. Thank you and a very Happy New Year to you too. ā¤ļøš¤
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My pleasure š (Hug) (Heart)
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ahhh Punam.. that yearning …i sooo love it..
happy new year dear Punam
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Happy New Year, dear and thank you!ā¤ļø
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This poem is so deeply sad. I keep falling in love with your writing..oh so often! When promises die poetry is born.
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Yes, indeed…the birth of poetry from pain!
Thanks, dear.
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I like this a lot
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Thanks so much!
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Oh, such heartbreak! I, too, loved the image of the unfinished poem. I fear I have left many poems unfinished and alone on the train tracks of my writing journal…
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I do hope you go back to the unfinished ones…
Thanks, my friend.
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So beautifully imagined!
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Thanks so much.
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My pleasure!
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